A beautiful fantasy

Xu zhangyun's heart was almost in his throat when he saw the two's monarch-ranked power. He immediately drew out his bloody slaughter spear. No matter how powerful it was, he only hoped that it could block the attack for a moment.

Gongxi kuangdao stood by Ling Chuxi's side with a grave expression as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. LAN Xinyu also took out her golden thread whip. Although she was excited, she was also a little nervous. After all, the experts from the Meng, Zheng, and Fang families had come out in full force. This was no laughing matter.

"Zheng Shichang, attack!" Seeing that Zheng Shichang had already reached the optimal distance for casting spells, the head of the Zheng family roared.

After working as a brick mover for so many days, old master Zheng was completely exhausted. Now that the decisive moment had finally arrived, how could he not be excited and anticipating it?